Many years ago, I took my mother on a day of shopping and girls lunch out in Chicago on north State St. We were going to the 95th at Hancock for lunch, and in the elevator was Morey Amsterdam. He started a conversation with my mother asking about where we came from, then walked us into the restaurant, seated her, kissed her hand and said goodbye.
What a gentleman.
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